Short-Lived

in my eagerness to make a love poem...

 

I encase the memories you had given

I cherish the feelings we’ve shared

Life came up short-lived

Death has entwined his arms around you

I can’t untangled what fate has brought

I had crossed river boundaries

Built a bridge toward a better way

Still I end up in loose end

Why? Why must we part ways when all is okay?

I had lived-up to the depth of sadness, until you came along

And drain all its vastness into glowing warmth

I feel alive in your arms

Content of its loving embrace

…Then…

Some warm emotions are not forever meant

 For us to feel each passing days of our lives

some short, some takes years

but then it will never be eternal

I guess it will always be

Short-lived

For life is too short to waste

I missed you, dearest soul

Walking in the valley of grieving

I learned to live

Living without you at arm’s reach is bearable

I cultured the days without you

To live up to be a much better man than before

You have taught me how to embrace myself

How acceptance made an impact in your dying memory

You’re my teacher, my best-friend, my lover and my wife

I can’t believe in such short time

You have healed the dying lands of my Journey

I will be forever be in your light

My path will be long

My heart had dozed its eternal slumber

Until the day we meet up again

Spirited away towards the undying heaven

Author's Note

i had made a sad love poem...

Reviews

[gabrielle]

The respect and admiration over a lost love as well as the longing and sadness are" heartfeltly" expressed in this piece. I could feel that sometimes our love over someone could hold us back to move on for reasons I would not know of. This beautifully sad piece could make a perfect Eulogy kabayan. Thank you for sharing.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Except for a few lines needing attention:

I’ve had crossed river boundaries ---
I had crossed river boundaries
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Still I end up in loose end
Why? Why must we part ways when all is okay? ---
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Still I ended up in loose end
Why must we part ways? --- as for this line --- it's your signature with --- Why? Why must we part ways...you used it in a different poem I read...with the usage of "Why"
When all is okay? ---
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some short, some takes years ---
some short, some take years
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this was illustrated in a heart-wrenching development of a verse...
the way you twist and turn in this one...
as with the color arrangement of the font...
takes you on a different spectrum as a reader here --- Pax...again...
this is meant to be somber...so with that...
you relish each stanza to the bitter end...

[Simran Kewlani]

I love this poem. It is so beautifully written. Sad love poems are my favourite.

[Fluffy Mamma]

This reminds me of when my Dad passed away. I really like the structure of it as well. Lost love, whether it is a partner, parent, or friend, is one of the most difficult things to deal with. Your poem evokes just the right emotions of learning to live without them, but knowing nothing will be the same again until you are with them. Great work, and thanks for the wonderful poem.

[Great Aunt Astri]

The poem shows how to treasure love and good moments, even though we lose them. Lovely poem.

[Dhaye]

Recycling...just like me? LOL. FYI, bro. I came here in this site last January 4, 2013. And you posted this on January 5. That means, when I came here you are already that sad man. How I wish someone could help you make a happy piece.
BTW, I like the font style you used here. What's that font?

This is so emotional but well-written. Keep going!

[Pax]

you know me, my muse will be the melancholia that I have felt. So I try as much as possible to channel it into writing.

Thank you pretty friend :)
ps the font is Pristina. :)

[Dhaye]

You're welcome...and thanks for the info about the font style.

[Shep]

Excellent poem. you always seem to impress me, as well as inspire me. I wish i could the same about my uncle who always thinks the world is always out to get him and then blames me for it. most of all when something breaks down because of his ignorance he expects me to either solve the problem or pay to have it fixed. it seldom comes out of his pocket. blaming me that it was my fault somehow for causing his misinformation. So when i read your poems i get inspired knowing that you build me up in so many ways.

[Pax]

wow shep, that really a great honor for me. In this piece my friend, it tells that no matter how life is hard on us or how hard the choices we partake, there will always be a positive sides of it. Knowing of who we are as humans - we cope, learned, hope and manage to survive all that hardship - it only proves we are living, we are creating our own memory to be remembered by those people closest to us. and I am sure your brother feels that way, even though your other family might not... as much as possible we try to understand those people who doesn't even understand us a bit. thank you so much shep...

[Corset]

and you exceeded, beyond measure. I love how the poem fades into black from the brightest of sky blue. Beautiful you.

[Pax]

Its really good to hear you words again my dear friend. I was digging through my library and I found this piece, I read it again and again - the thing is I can't remember the feelings I felt when I wrote it, but I do remember I have that feeling when I wrote it, somehow confusing isn't it? smiles... maybe i just want to remember that particular feeling, perhaps indeed it was the spur of the moment, a moment in time totally frozen in this piece, somehow immortalized in words, it was indeed a moment of release of somewhere deep within the walls of the heart. It was just a story, but somehow before, my heart connects to it, like I have somehow lived it, but that was just that moment in the past.:)

thank you so, so much... know that your really a star to me. very greatful... hugs...

[Corset]

..hugs to you too sweetheart, you are to me too, be well, be loved, be missed, be true to yourself, and know anything you feel is yours and no one can take that from you, dance in your own light, and I will try to remember to do the same , though I know it is so hard sometimes.

[Boy of the red]

I like how you are not angry but sad in a lost love poem. It is so hard to not be angry that someone you love is gone but you have whole there that you are not trying to fill but to just ask why it was put there. Very good piece

[Pax]

Hey my friend, its really nice to see you, i hope everything is fine out there. Thank you so much for coming by and reviewing this piece.

[Boy of the red]

You are very welcome. I have been gone for a while on my own journey and I have come back a better, stable, free, happy person

[Relic]

Profound depthness within the lines of this one. You have created an inspiring poem that touches on sadness and a resolution of strength. Great writing Pax.

[Pax]

Thank you my friend, Its reawlly nice to see you around againl. I am grateful always when you come and review, I appreciate it!

[Relic]

You're welcome Pax.